The moment she performed the dogeza, something within Akeno shifted. In terms of S or M tendencies, Akeno's personality leaned towards the Sadistic side…
This was partly due to her mother's genetics, proving that blood will tell. Among devils, there existed the Rating Game, a system developed to replace large-scale warfare, which had dwindled their numbers.
In these games, where peerage members were used like chess pieces to battle in a splendid manner, Akeno preferred to reveal her S-side, toying with and tormenting her enemies as she defeated them, making her the most feared member of Rias's peerage.
However, the instant she prostrated herself before Mitarai, that S-side tippled, shifting towards Masochism.
Her instincts understood she could not defeat this male; submitting to him was only natural. While the caveat "limited to him" was necessary, she had unquestionably bloomed with masochistic qualities.
Akeno bowed her head without feeling any sense of humiliation, her movements natural. As she did, her ponytail swept softly against the floor.
"By prostrating yourself, you've declared that from today, Akeno, you are mine. No matter what anyone says, I have no intention of letting you go, so give up, alright?"
"Now, let's move on. After the prostration, you kiss the tip of the cock, the glans. Put your heart into it, the feeling of 'I humbly ask to be allowed to serve you'."
"Yes... mwah~!!"
Her well-shaped lips touched the glans. The glans twitched, making it slightly harder to kiss, but she pressed her lips against it again and again.
The sound of kissing, slurp sllurp, echoed in the room. As Akeno stared at the penis with a captivated expression, kissing it repeatedly, he gently stroked her head.
The last man to pat Akeno's head had been her hated father. Since then, she had despised being touched by men, but the moment Takashi touched her, a storm of joy raged through Akeno's heart.
The thought, 'My Master is petting me,' sent waves of ecstatic delight crashing over her, and slowly, at a pace she herself didn't notice, she was being transformed. From a chaste woman to a lewd and promiscuous one.
To begin earning her owner's favor, her heart was changing first. Obedience to the man's words, leaving no room for doubt, was being filled completely by loyalty and feelings of love.
The Akeno of yesterday would have laughed scornfully at the idea. She, who despised men, falling in love? It was a somewhat twisted form of love, but love it undoubtedly was, and just looking at him now made her chest ache.
"Good, good girl~!! That's enough kissing for now."
"Now, put it in your mouth and try sucking it~!!"
"Ah... Slurp... nn..."
Following his command, she took his cock into her mouth. The taste and scent exploded across her palate all at once. It was a flavor and odor reminiscent of cheese taken to a further stage of fermentation.
She softened it with her saliva and somehow managed to swallow. Perhaps because it required a copious amount of spit, a loud gulp echoed, making her flush with embarrassment.
"So, how is it? Tastes good or not? But that is the taste of me, your Master. You will memorize it. Guh... I'm about to cum. Watch closely. Watch the moment I spray it all over your pretty face, Akeno."
Frankly, just rubbing it wasn't enough to bring him to the brink of climax.
But the immorality of defiling Akeno's beautiful face, combined with the ultimate spice of her having his pre-cum over her face, pushed him over the edge.
He was at his limit.
The head of his cock swelled, pressing more of its surface against her face. Pre-cum dripped freely, and the sound of friction changed from a slurp slurrp to a wet, squelching squish sluissh.
Akeno watched, full of anticipation for her first sight of a live ejaculation, her eyes fixed on the throbbing, expanding dick. Her love juices seeped onto Rias's bed, staining it.
Though she hadn't been touched or allowed to touch herself, her honeypot was already drenched, fully preparing itself for sex. Filling her inner depths with nectar, readying herself to receive a cock, her pussy overflowed with sweet honey to entice the male.
"It's coming! I'm cumming! Watch properly! This is the moment your Master ejaculates!"
Splurttt… Splurtt!! Spllurt!! Splurt!!!
At the moment of climax, he pulled his hips back, moving his penis away from her mouth and aiming the swollen head directly at her face before unleashing his load.
Splurt Splurt… The semen that had been wandering through his testicles now rushed for the exit in thick, pulsing spurts. Eagerly, one after another, they shot out with tremendous force, splattering across Akeno's face.
She reflexively closed her eyes as the hot, white fluid began to paint her features, staining them white.
The moment his urethral opening widened and released the thick, turbid seed was seared into Akeno's memory. Her pose, looking upwards as she received his essence—like a praying Sister, despite being a devil—was lewd yet somehow beautiful. It was a fusion of eros and art.
The successive spurts of cum were hot and heavy. The viscous fluid didn't drip away easily, and just as one strand threatened to fall, another fresh load would land on top of it, resulting in a thick, accumulating mask.
The scent of the semen, a dense, masculine odor distinct from the smell of his penis, filled her nostrils, making her secret place quiver in response.
With a small, wet sound, psshuri, a gush of transparent, hot female fluid erupted from her pussy, staining the bed further. Without even being touched, the combined scent and excitement had driven her to climax.
While her hips trembled from her own orgasm, she diligently continued to receive her master's juice. The ejaculation lasted for nearly a minute. Finally, the torrent seemed to cease.
As Mitarai's vision, blurred from his orgasm, cleared, and he looked at Akeno, he saw a pitiful, yet spectacular, sight.
Her beautiful face was utterly drenched, coated so thoroughly in white that it seemed there wasn't a spot left untouched. The cum on her nose bubbled like a snot bubble with every breath. Her lips, of course, were also covered, still unwiped, their pink color turned white.
Only the cum on her chin was slowly succumbing to gravity, but overall, the scene was a mess—enough to make him wince involuntarily.
A perfect cum-shot, you could say.
"Whoa... I came a hell of a lot. Uh, Akeno, you okay? You don't seem to have passed out or anything..."
"Y-yes, I'm fine. But my, you really did release a tremendous amount. Um... what should I do with all this?"
"Eh? Ah—, right. Since this is something your Master produced, you will swallow as much of it as you can manage. I'll go prepare a warm towel in the meantime."
He truly wanted to watch her swallow every drop, but knowing it would become a real problem once it dried, he hurried to the kitchen and the microwave.
In his absence, she did as instructed, scooping the cum with her fingers and carrying it to her mouth.
Savoring the contradictory pleasure of finding it both uncomfortable and intensely arousing, she worked on processing the semen. However, the volume was simply too great; there was no way she could manage it all. Shortly after, Takashi returned.
"Here, this is a towel warmed in the microwave. Use it to clean your face. Ah, it got in your hair too... uh, do you need to take a bath?"
"I'll do that."
He watched her as she headed for the bathroom. A considerable amount of time must have passed, as the clock hands now pointed to 2:00 PM. Considering she had arrived around 11:30, he had spent nearly two hours engrossed in sexual acts with her.
He wiped the remaining semen from his dick with a tissue and haphazardly pulled on his underwear and pants.
As he waited in the living room for Akeno to finish her bath, the lady of the house finally returned.
"Oh my? Is Akeno not here? Or are you two already finished?"
"We're finished. And anyway, Rias, you're quite the troublemaker. Throwing a woman like Akeno at me..."
"Oh my? Didn't you know? I am a devil. And besides, for you to call her so familiarly without an honorific... it seems she has truly fallen for you as well."
"…Fufu, from now on, as long as Akeno is with you, we might be able to use the clubroom on days other than Wednesday."
"Haaah..."
Mitarai doubted he would forget her beautiful, yet deeply cunning, smile for a while. He still didn't know the intricacies of devil society or this world in detail, but he understood that she was moving to protect him.
It was precisely for that reason that he found himself unable to truly be angry with her.
Mitarai spent the time until Akeno returned engaged in conversation with Rias.